Another day passed, and Akalin still hadn't been found.

After lunch, the little duke appeared in Mochi's house on time and listened to Mochi's daily flickering-

"The power of the ogre is too strong for the syndicate thieves, we must strengthen the power of the syndicate and weaken the power of the ogre at the same time, so that we can improve the chances of winning."

Mo Qi was talking eloquently, but in his heart he was thinking about how to get rid of this annoying little duke quickly.

"Mr. Mooch is right. But how do we strengthen ourselves and weaken our enemies? The little duke humbly asked.

"What the hell is this......" Murkey paused, with an unfathomable expression on his face, but thought to himself, "You ask me, how the fuck do I know"?

Tell the little duke directly - "I'm just an otaku from another world, and I don't know anything but chemical experiments." It doesn't seem quite appropriate either.

Mochi can only analyze the problem of the little duke based on his existing life experience.

There are four things that can turn a good living person into a wasted person.

Failing the college entrance examination, online games, painful marriages, and an overly heavy and mysterious culture.

As we all know, the college entrance examination is a good thing. Every year, thousands of young people, after experiencing poor results in the college entrance examination, become like a castrated breeding pig and collapse. The young people who were originally very good, and the young people who were well received by the neighbors, were languishing because they were not admitted to a good school, and they could only rely on the Hearthstone card bag every day to comfort their lives, which cannot but be said to be the credit of exam-oriented education.

It's a pity that Azeroth has not yet popularized this kind of education and selection system, and the ogres of Broken Ridge still live a primitive life where whoever hunts more prey is the boss, and this kind of social system that does not look at diplomas and only looks at the fruits of labor is too low-level.

Online games are certainly a good thing too. Every Hearthstone player is holding "I'll stop playing if I combine another orange card", "I'll try this deck again if I have this orange card", "I'll take a subsistence allowance this month and stop playing", "I'll go to the next legend when it's all at level five", "I'll try to reach the top when it's all legendary...... So he fell deeper and deeper. Online games are like prisons, you steal things and come out and you can do anything.

Unfortunately, Broken Ridge doesn't have computers and networks yet, so this plan can only be denied.

And then there is the painful marriage. When a woman first got married, she was groggy, and she felt that there was nothing wrong with the man, and she didn't have vices such as eating, drinking, prostituting, gambling, and smoking, and she just loved to play with Hearthstone. The woman thought to herself that she would definitely be able to tolerate the other party. Who would have thought that after going to bed at twelve o'clock every day, the man would not touch himself at all, so he would hold his mobile phone to complete the daily tasks every day, and then use the gold coins to complete the tasks to buy tickets to the arena. After the arena fight, there were extra gold coins, and another round of the arena could be opened, and when the gold coins were finally spent, the girl found that her husband had fallen asleep exhausted.

The girl naively thought that her husband always had enough cards, so she finally waited until her husband had all the cards. Who would have thought that the game company would release a new expansion and a new deck...... So the woman kept this nominal marriage day after day.

Wait, it doesn't seem to have anything to do with your own plans.

It seems that the only thing that can be used as a weapon is a heavy and mysterious culture.

Thinking of this, Mochi opened his mouth and said to the little duke, "Have you heard of the ancient culture of Azeroth? ”

"Ancient culture?" The little duke frowned, wanting to struggle for a while. But after a period of tumbling, he finally shook his head.

"It's okay if you don't know, let me tell you what culture is. Culture is the sum of the existence, inheritance, creation and development of all social phenomena and the inner spirit of the wisdom group. Mochi said with a smile.

"Hmm. It's a brilliant summary, but it doesn't seem to have anything to do with what I'm asking. The little duke asked, puzzled.

"Don't worry, it'll be related soon. The specific cultural content refers to the history, geography, customs, traditional customs, tools, appendages, lifestyles, religious beliefs, literature and art, norms, laws, systems, ways of thinking, values, aesthetic tastes, spiritual totems, and so on. To put it simply, everything around us is culture, and we ourselves are not only deeply influenced by texts, but also the producers, transmitters and inheritors of culture. Mochi said slowly, so that Avena would have time to remember and translate.

It took a lot of effort for Anvina to convey Mochi's words to the little duke.

The little duke was confused, "Mr. Mochi, you better be simple. ”

"To put it simply, I'm going to use culture to emasculate these ogres." Mochi said.

Hearing the word castration, Anvena blushed before relaying the sentence.

The little duke asked uncertainly, "You mean to use culture to weaken the power of these ogres?" ”

"That's right." Mochi nodded.

"Mr. Mochi, you probably don't know the history of these ogres." The Little Duke felt compelled to make something clear to the other party, "The Shattered Ridge Ogres—these cruel and stupid tall creatures—were once allies of the Forsaken. Their leader, Magsol, was once at the behest of Sylvanas, the Banshee King.

"It was at the behest of the Banshee King that the Shattered Ridge Ogre attacked the city of Alterac and banished us. However, after they took Alterac City, Magsol secretly took possession of the Crown of Will, a treasure belonging to Alterac, and did not give it to the Banshee King.

"Although Margasor was killed by a killer sent by the Banshee King, what I want to express is that these stupid and cruel creatures have no such shame at all, let alone any cultural heritage.

"Mr. Mooch, I have no intention of offending you. It's just that I don't think cultural weapons can work against these ogres. ”

Mo Qi replied with a smile: "Little Duke, in the place where I used to live, there is such a word called - there is no class. This means that no matter who can be educated, cruel, kind, stupid, intelligent, rich, and poor can all be educated. This also means that ogres have their own culture, and only if we understand their culture can we find their weaknesses. ”

"Maybe." The little duke leaned back in his chair, "So, what kind of action will you take?" I'd like to hear about your plans. ”

"It's not time yet, I can't reveal my plans yet." "Before I tell you the detailed plan, I need you to think carefully about what I'm saying today. You want to assure me that you will carefully understand every word I say today. ”

The little duke nodded, then saluted Mochi like an obedient student and took off.

Flickered away the little duke, and Mo Qi slammed his head on the table, "It's over, the is blown out." How am I going to round the field now! ”